Cold sweat instantly broke out on Tan Zhengchu's forehead and his face turned pale.
"Zhengchu!" Su Yingxue exclaimed, woke up immediately, and grabbed his shoulders tightly with both hands.
Tan Zhengchu gritted his teeth, managed to stand firmly, knelt on one knee, and after gasping for a few times, he slowly stood up.
His arms were shaking slightly, but he still held Su Yingxue tightly and walked towards the villa step by step.
"I'm fine." He whispered, his voice a little hoarse.
Su Yingxue's eyes were slightly red, but she didn't say anything else. She just buried her head in his chest and listened to his rapid heartbeat.
Finally, Tan Zhengchu gently placed her on the bed, let out a long sigh, and raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
His face was still pale, but his eyes were still firm.
Tan Zhengchu sat beside the bed, quietly looking at Su Yingxue's sleeping face.
Her breathing was steady and her long eyelashes cast a shadow on her cheek, making her look exceptionally quiet.
His fingers gently stroked her cheek, his eyes full of attachment and reluctance.
He knew that his physical condition was getting worse and worse, and the virus was eroding his life bit by bit.
He couldn't bear to leave her, and couldn't bear to let her face the future alone.
"I must survive..." Tan Zhengchu murmured in a low voice, with a hint of determination in his eyes.
He decided to meet the woman who might hold the antidote.
No matter what the cost, he must find a chance to survive.
He didn't want any other man to appear around Su Yingxue, nor did he want her to live out her life alone.
Su Yingxue turned over in bed and kicked off the quilt.
Tan Zhengchu smiled helplessly and reached out to cover her with the quilt again.
His movements were gentle, for fear of waking her.
Looking at her sleeping appearance, Tan Zhengchu suddenly remembered what Liu Bao once said: "Sister Su always kicks the quilt when she sleeps, you must remember to cover her well."
He couldn't help but chuckle and whispered to himself: "Liu Bao is really a little adult."
He leaned over and kissed Su Yingxue gently on the forehead, his eyes full of tenderness.
Tan Zhengchu stood up, walked out of the room quietly and went into the bathroom.
While taking off his tie, he took out his cell phone and called Lin Quan.
"Tomorrow, I'm going to meet that person." Tan Zhengchu's voice was low and firm, "You go with me."
On the other end of the phone, Lin Quan was silent for a moment, then asked, "Are you sure she has the antidote?"
Tan Zhengchu's eyes fell on his pale face through the bathroom mirror, and his voice was cold: "I'm not sure, but this is the only hope."
He hung up the phone, put it aside, put his hands on the sink, and took a deep breath.
Tan Zhengchu hung up the phone, put it aside, and took a deep breath.
The bathroom was filled with steam, and the warm water washed over his body, but it could not dispel the heaviness in his heart.
He closed his eyes and let the water flow down his head, as if this could temporarily wash away his fatigue and pain.
After taking a shower, Tan Zhengchu casually wiped his hair with a towel and walked out of the bathroom.
As he walked, he wiped his wet hair with a towel. His eyes inadvertently swept across the bed and suddenly stopped.
"Xiao Qi?" he called in a low voice, with a hint of surprise in his tone.
Qibao was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding a stuffed toy in his arms, his little head nodding, obviously very sleepy.
Hearing Tan Zhengchu's voice, she rubbed her eyes, raised her head, and said in a baby voice, "Daddy, are you done with your bath?"
Tan Zhengchu walked over to her, squatted down, and gently pinched her little face: "It's so late, why aren't you sleeping yet?"
Xiao Qi pouted and said in a soft voice: "I'm sleepy, but I want to sleep with Mommy. Daddy, can you tell me a story?"
Tan Zhengchu looked at her big eyes full of expectation, his heart softened, and he nodded: "Okay, Daddy will tell you a story."
Xiao Qi immediately laughed happily, picked up a picture book from the bedside, and handed it to Tan Zhengchu: "Talk about this!"
Tan Zhengchu took the picture book and sat down beside the bed. Xiaoqi immediately leaned over and rested his little head on his shoulder.
He opened the picture book, and a low and gentle voice slowly rang out in the room: "Once upon a time, there was a little rabbit. It lived in a beautiful forest..."
As Xiao Qi listened, his eyelids gradually became heavy and his breathing became steady.
After Tan Zhengchu finished speaking a page, he was about to turn the page, but he found that Xiaoqi had stopped asking questions and was silent.
He looked down and saw that Xiao Qi had closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and she had obviously fallen asleep.
Tan Zhengchu gently closed the picture book, carefully carried Xiaoqi to the other side of the bed, and raised the fence to prevent her from falling.
He leaned over, kissed her gently on the face, and whispered, "Good night, Xiaoqi."
After settling Xiaoqi down, Tan Zhengchu lay back in the middle of the bed and reached out to hold Su Yingxue in his arms.
Her body was soft and warm, her breathing was even, and she was obviously sleeping soundly.
Tan Zhengchu bent down and kissed her forehead, his eyes full of tenderness.
He remembered Su Yingxue's mumbling when she was wiping her face. She was a little uneasy at that time, but now, she has completely relaxed and entered a deep sleep stage.
Tan Zhengchu gently stroked her hair, feeling a sense of satisfaction in his heart.
However, this tranquility did not last long.
In the middle of the night, Tan Zhengchu was awakened by a severe pain.
He clenched his teeth, cold sweat seeped out of his forehead, and the joints of his body seemed to be pierced by countless fine needles, and the pain penetrated deep into his bones.
He tried to turn over, but found it extremely difficult to even move his fingers.
Tan Zhengchu closed his eyes and tried to regulate his breathing in an attempt to ease the pain.
However, the pain came in waves like a tide, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.
He hardly slept that night, silently enduring the physical torture in the dark.
He turned his head and looked at Su Yingxue and Xiao Qi who were sleeping beside him, and a wave of sadness welled up in his heart.
"I can't fall down..." He told himself silently in his heart, "For them, I must hold on."
As the sky began to lighten, Tan Zhengchu's pain gradually subsided.
He closed his eyes tiredly and fell into a deep sleep, as if leaving all the torment of the night behind.
The early morning sunlight poured into the room through the gaps in the curtains. Xiao Qi rubbed his eyes and sat up from the bed.
She turned her head and looked beside her, and found that Tan Zhengchu and Su Yingxue were hugging each other tightly and sleeping soundly.
Xiao Qi raised an innocent smile and whispered, "Daddy and Mommy are so loving."
She held her beloved Barbie doll in her arms, staring at the two of them with her big eyes without blinking, as if she was admiring a warm picture.
Su Yingxue seemed to sense something, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.
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